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Dino, let's pop it Ooh Yeah, yeah, yeah Hey She don't fuck with you 'cause brody you ain't got no motion Everywhere I go you know I cause commotion I'm like, fuck your co-sign I don't need no promotion Blew up by myself while niggas got promoted I got three bitches with me, ain't not hocus-pocus 'Cause I put my trust into a bitch and then she went and broke it Now I'm focused on the bigger picture and no, I'm not jokin' Ralan styles hottest by a mile, act like I don't know it Look at my, look at my wrist The diamonds on me, they gon dance my nigga I cannot focus on bitches I gotta focus on bands my nigga I got the Glock in my hand You run up I aim at your mans my nigga How do you hate me? But watch me you was a fan my nigga She said her body count like ten Multiple that shit by ten I can never trust again Watch up on me like I'm Ben And this shit cost me 'bout ten I can never play pretend Yeah, shorty give me brain, she goin' mental Cuban on my neck it's feeling like a 'sicle Why you rattin' why you snitchin' Stuart Little Why you flexin' in a car but it's a rental She don't fuck with you 'cause brody you ain't got no motion (yeah) Everywhere I go you know I cause commotion (I cause commotion) I'm like, fuck your co-sign I don't need no promotion (no promotion) Blew up by myself while niggas got promoted (got promoted) I got three bitches with me, ain't not hocus-pocus 'Cause I put my trust into a bitch and then she went and broke it Now I'm focused on the bigger picture and no, I'm not jokin' Ralan styles hottest by a mile, act like I don't know it
Writer(s): Dimario Leung, Ralan Styles Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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